Reborn superstar is too frivolous

Chapter 490 Who did it

Leng Qianche didn't seem to care much about why Si Kouli left without saying goodbye, but after seeing the content on this piece of paper, his heart still moved slightly.

There is a very concise line of words on it. It can be seen that it was written by people in a chaotic period, and they must have been in a hurry when writing.But the font is still very nice, rigid and concise.

But Leng Qianche didn't care about his handwriting, what Leng Qianche cared about was the content on the paper.

——I need to go home and inherit the family business, I want you to come and take me away.

It was only one line, but Leng Qianche saw a lot of content.

For example, Si Kou Li didn't want to go home to inherit the family business, for example, he was forced to leave, not leaving without saying goodbye... Another example, he hoped that Leng Qianche could snatch him back from his family.

Are you robbing people from the hidden family?

interesting.

Leng Qianche folded up the paper that couldn't be more ordinary, and put it in a certain book on the bookshelf.

Her pupils shone brightly under the reflection of the light, and those amber-like pupils were full of brilliance, as if filled with a pool of glazed river.

Under the light, the young man who was too delicate to be human smiled lightly, and the smile on his lips was meaningful.

-

Leng Qianche had to go to school the next day.

Her biological clock at five o'clock woke her up on time. After washing, she went out for a run as usual, and ran around the Leng's villa for a few laps before coming back to take a shower again.It was almost seven o'clock at this time.

It's also breakfast time.

Leng's breakfast has always been balanced and nutritious, and the breakfast is different every morning.Today's breakfast happened to be the most ordinary rice porridge eggs with steamed bun fried dough sticks, and a few dishes of Yun Ma's homemade pickles.

She hadn't seen Mama Yun who had served half her life at Leng's house for a few years. Leng Qianche found that Mama Yun was a little older, but she was still in good spirits. It could be seen that she was in a good state of mind.

Mama Yun hasn't seen Leng Qianche for several years, and in the blink of an eye, the child who used to only hold her arm and listen to bedtime stories has grown up now.She couldn't help feeling a little emotional in her heart, and couldn't help looking at Leng Qianche tenderly when she was arranging the plates.

Leng Qianche raised his head and smiled at her.

Mama Yun also laughed, and immediately retreated after setting the plate.

Mr. Leng greeted Leng Qianche to eat, but at this moment, only the two of them were left to eat at the table, and the others disappeared.

Leng Qianche raised her eyes and looked lightly at Rui Di who was standing behind Mr. Leng with his hands down on his stomach.

Rui Di's eyes darkened, and he said: "The owner of the company is busy with business. Yesterday he suppressed his business and rushed back to eat, and he rushed back at four o'clock this morning."

As for the others, he didn't mention them.Of course, Leng Qianche was not interested in other people either.

Leng Qianche nodded, and said "Yes", indicating that he understood.He bowed his head and continued to drink porridge.

However, Old Man Leng was dissatisfied: "Is this company more important than his son and his own father? Che'er finally came back, why can't he even finish his breakfast with Che'er?"

Reddy lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Leng Qianche put a steamed bun for Mr. Leng and put it on the plate in front of him, and said: "You know it yourself. You don't know how busy the company is. You have experienced many things about Leng's company. I know you too I don’t really blame my father. I know why I have to complain.”

Mr. Leng was exposed on the spot, so he was not embarrassed, and he ate the bun after humming a few times.

The corners of Leng Qianche's lips curled slightly, isn't this just an old urchin.

Leng Qianche knew that Mr. Leng didn't eat much last night, maybe he still couldn't sleep at night, didn't you see the slight bruise under his eyes?This breakfast is especially important, it is better to eat more.

With this in mind, Leng Qianche took two more steamed buns and peeled two eggs for Mr. Leng, and ordered Mama Yun to add another bowl of porridge.

Mr. Leng hasn't eaten so full for a long time.The two of them had a very pleasant meal, and the atmosphere was very warm.

After the meal, Mr. Leng raised his mouth: "Old Wang will take you to school. By the way, I will take you to the second child's house."

After finishing speaking, he added: "It's the kid from the second child's family."

cold wind?
Leng Qianche lowered her eyes and said, "He transferred?" Although there were doubts, the answer was basically certain.

"Yeah." Speaking of this old man Leng, he became angry again. "The second child has been living better and better these years! Qingfeng's mild-tempered child doesn't agree with him, so he just wanted to put the child in school to raise him, and now this good child has become like this... Alas, good luck tricks people. "

Leng Qianche remained silent.

"Che'er, I remember that Qingfeng had the best relationship with you when you were young..." Mr. Leng said after deliberating, "Look, the child Qingfeng is now diagnosed by a psychiatrist as suffering from autism and social fear. Let him try to get in touch first..."

"Don't worry, grandpa." Leng Qianche answered, "I will take good care of him."

Not only because of your words, but also because he is mine.

Mr. Leng didn't know what she was thinking, and nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, Qingfeng's grades were good before, but he was recruited by that school... Help as much as you can."

Leng Qianche nodded naturally.

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Seeing Leng Qingfeng for the first time in so many years, a slight look of surprise and anger gradually appeared in Leng Qianche's heart.

The person in front of him is still the cold and affectionate style who would look at her with adoring eyes a few years ago, he doesn't even look like a normal person now.

The man was dressed in black, and the oppressive black combined with his oppressive complexion made people feel very uncomfortable.

Leng Qingfeng has long hair, the length of the shawl, but he abruptly grows the shawl into long bangs.

The young man with a slender figure who seemed to have only bones left sat in the car, without saying a word, with his head bowed, the hair covered his face, looking sloppy.

He seemed to be immersed in his own world, and he didn't even look at who was sitting next to him.

Leng Qianche frowned, what exactly did this child go through to become what he is now?
He doesn't look like a kid from a rich family at all, but rather like a mentally ill patient.The walking posture is slightly swaying, and the head is still bowed when walking, and the long hair is like Sadako.

The car started to drive, and there were basically no bumps on the road.Smooth as if not in the car.

There was silence in the car, Lao Wang looked in the rearview mirror between the traffic lights, sighed and did not speak.

"Lengqingfeng." Leng Qianche suddenly said, and she clearly saw that the figure huddled aside trembled.

Looking at his slender figure, Leng Qianche suddenly had a thought that made her angry.

She directly started to take off Leng Qingfeng's clothes. This sudden action not only frightened Leng Qingfeng to resist, but also scared Lao Wang who had been secretly watching behind him to tremble in fright.

What, what does Eldest Young Master mean by this...?
Lao Wang felt that it was better to pretend that he hadn't seen it.

Leng Qingfeng's body is so weak that it can be blown away by a gust of wind, not to mention Leng Qianche who has been in the military camp for many years, even an ordinary person can't break free.

So in the end, Leng Qianche ripped off his clothes.

That body was so thin that it seemed that there were only bones left, but it was the various scars on that body that made Leng Qianche unable to hold onto his clothes.

Leng Qianche could tell that most of those injuries were from kicking and fighting, and a few were from cigarette burns...

She felt as if a fire was pressing on her chest, which erupted for the first time in so many years.

"Who did it?"

(End of this chapter)